The Parents' Gift, a Help to Early Prayer and Praise

The Parents' Gift, a Help to Early Prayer and Praise

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1880 edition. Excerpt: ...7-6. jHEN, His salvation bringing, To Zion Jesus came, The children all stood singing Hosanna to His Name; Nor did their zeal offend Him, But as He rode along He let them still attend Him, And smiled to hear their song. And since the Lord retaineth His love for children still, Though now as King He reigneth On Zion's heavenly hill, We 'll flock around His banner Who sits upon the throne, And cry aloud Hosanna To David's Royal Son! For should we fail proclaiming Our great Redeemer's praise, The stones, our silence shaming, Would their Hosannas raise. But shall we only render The tribute of our words 1 No, while our hearts are tender, They, too, shall be the Lord's. 25 "He put His hand upon them and blessed them" KraiEAR Jesus, ever at my side, IB Bail How loving must Thou be, To leave Thy home in heaven to guard A little child like me! I cannot feel Thee touch my head, With pressure light and mild, To check me, as my mother did, When I was but a child: But I have felt Thee in my thoughts, Fighting with sin for me; And when my heart loves God, I know That love is all from Thee. And when, dear Saviour, I kneel down, Morning and night, to prayer, Something there is within my heart Which tells me Thou art there. To God the Father glory be, And to His only Son; The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee, While ceaseless ages run! 26 ' The good Shepherd giveth His life for the sheep.' jHERE is a green hill far away Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all. We may not know, we cannot tell, What pains He had to bear; But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there. He died that we might be forgiven; He died to make us good; That we might go at last to heaven, Saved by His precious blood. There was more

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  • Paperback | 34 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 82g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236751841
  • 9781236751843